WAHM: Expectation Vs. Reality

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Keep Thriving Mommy

I envied moms who could stay at home with their babies. So when the opportunity came for a work at home job for me, I felt that it was an excellent opportunity for me to finally shift from the corporate world and create what I felt was my ideal life. The bonus part was I am still able to contribute to our family financially and don’t give up my career, all while caring for our daughter.

The expectation was high, and I’d picture myself playing with my daughter all the time. Being present to all her milestones. All day every day, I get to be there for nap time, bath time, meal time, and more play time. Home cooked meal. Organized and clean house. I got to sleep extra hours because I don’t have to get up way earlier to commute because of the damn traffic.

More time on almost…

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I won’t apologise for being me

Kiss of Beth

“Young blood, came to start a riot
Don’t care what your old man say
Young blood, heaven hate a sinner
But we gonna raise hell anyway”

Raise Hell – Dorothy

Welcome back.

Thanks for sticking with me while I took some time off to re-group. I’m now going to explain why I felt like I had to.

Recently someone who should support me no matter what, tore into this blog and my character. Calling me and my writing fake. Calling me and my writing attention seeking and assuring me that everyone agreed. They even went so far as to question if my mental health problem was even real and if I was doing it just for reads.

This shook me and my confidence in my blog. I wont lie about it. I doubted myself and my pieces. I sat here and cried about the fact that someone who should love…

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To a beautiful soul…

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~ ~ Confessions of a Dizzy Blonde ~ ~

Tomorrow’s blog will be all whips and chains. You know, a kick in the ass before the weekend. I like those Kicks up the ass.. The harder you kick, the more I’ll fight. The bigger the challenge, the greater my enthusiasm. Some people want offers they can’t resist. Personally, I tend to go for challenges I can’t resist.

I’ve thought about that a lot lately. I like to be pushed out of my comfort zone. I thrive on challenges. I love discipline. The harder you hit me, the higher I rise.

I’m never gonna stop loving challenges I don’t think. They’re addictive. Adrenaline fueled adventures into the unknown. Or simply running as fast as I can until I get high on endorphins. Try talking to me after a run and a cup of coffee. I will be delirious with happiness and overcome by enthusiasm.

The thing is, how I treat…

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